It's August
Though in my territory this is now tears region
for 15th,17th and 21st of your surmounted time
yet I try to hunt for you differently
In the deep den of the life story
momentarily comes and goes with the best wishing
by the touching of raindrops and humidity
It's ended summer, going to be ended the rainy days
yet feel the dogs day, the angry face of the sun
oppressive dampness attacks the perennial dreams
In your wish-yielding tree, I intertwine the day
when sweet bitterness of reality greets me to enjoy
the gladiolus poppy on the colorful soul
Far occupant, I am of the Cape Floristic
alluring diversity of blossoming oscillates through zephyr
embraces compassionately like the neodymium
In your red, pink, white, yellow, orange….
I am spell-bounded, in the sword of lily I seek
strength, sincerity, imaginative multiplicity
19.08.2020 Chattogram
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